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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2015 2:19 pm
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Lorne started to look around for the herbs the groundlings had told him about when they came to watch one of his shows. Small plants. He knew what they looked like. He just needed to find them. As he hunted, he listened to Tabt, nodding. Right! Her mom!
"I'll go look for them once you're strong enough. I don't know about you traveling, but I'm not leaving you alone until you're strong enough to move anyway. I wouldn't dream of it!" He finally managed to find some of the herbs, pulling them out in his mouth and bringing them over to Tabt.
He set them down on a rock, using his paw to crush them until the leaves seem to become a strange gooey mess. "This might sting, but I promise it will help," he assured her before using them.
"I don't know," he said when she asked who they were, "they just... said they were wronged and were going to kill us. I don't know anything about them. Lord Bwana would. Maybe King Dromio does."
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